Joyride Songtext
von Rasharn Powell

He put his foot on the pedal in the
Mach 1 like he′s ready to blow away
Whiplash caress in the neck as he prepare for that sudden take away
Blood flowing, heart racing, drinks flying like it's a film by QT
Only it′s him and a cutie in the car seat
And we're driving
But we don't drive, we joy ride
Blue lights and hands high
Joyriding
Running round these dark nights
Far from a crime fight
Timing
I like the fast life
And I′ll retire to bed nice
Joyriding
Yeah, we′re joyriding
Banging against the doors, they hit the floor
Come be a black boy in a nice car
Blood seeping from the rims from the outside looking in
Mitch and Ace sit and wonder


Is there rhymes in outer space
I'm lost without a place in this world we live in
No more love inside my heart
It′s time to kick start
It's word to John Lampkin
And we′re driving
But we don't drive, we joy ride
Blue lights and hands high
Joyriding
Running round these dark nights
Far from a crime fight
Timing
I like the fast life
And I′ll retire to bed nice
Joyriding
Yeah, we're joyriding
Thirsty seeking joyriding
Driving
But we don't drive, we joy ride
Blue lights and hands high
Joyriding
Running round these dark nights
Far from a crime fight
Timing
I like the fast life
And I′ll retire to bed nice
Joyriding
Yeah, we′re joyriding
Thirsty seeking joyriding
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooh
Timing
I like the fast life
And I'll retire to bed nice
Joyriding
Yeah, we′re joyriding
Thirsty seeking joyriding